(Day 16, 1/3 days in NEW YORK CITY-MANHATTAN)
I was laying down in the back of the car with Niall. He was sitting up and I had my head on his lap. I could tell he wasn't sleeping because I could feel his eyes on me. That.. and I couldn't hear him snore. It was dark. We were on the high way and I was looking at the lights blurring outside the window. This reminded me of going fishing with my father. He'd wake me up at 5 in the morning and I'd be sitting in the front seat of his truck. It was so high up and I had the warm hot chocolate in my hand. The hot chocolate wasn't great though, it was always watered down. I'd sit there and just stare out the window while we drove all the way to the ocean side. We'd wait for the boat to dock and climb on.
I can tell everyone else was asleep, I didn't see them moving in the small van.
"Niall." I whispered.
"Yeah?" He said back.
"I think I love you more than I thought I did." And I looked up at him. I could see his eyes a little bit when we drove by a street light but then I'd see darkness.
"I love you more than I loved her." he said. I was shocked at his answer.
"You don't need to say that to make me feel happy. A simple I love you would be enough."
"But I meant it."
I was so happy right now. I was in full on bliss. He placed his hand on my cheek and rubbed his thumb against my skin. I pulled away and pulled myself up. It was dark and I could barely see. My lips searched for his. I reached his collar bone, his neck, and then his chin. I kissed him softly. Even though it was soft, it meant so much. The current running through my body into his, I could feel tingles running down my arms into my fingertips. My hips swiveled onto his lap and I put both hands on his chest. I put my lips on his stronger this time. his tongue was intertwined in mine and we stayed like that. I pulled away breathless putting my head down, hands still on his chest. I was breathing and so was he. We were breathing so hard the windows would have fogged up. Under his breath I heard him say "ah joder." It must have been Spanish, but I didn't know what it meant.
I put my head against his chest and putting my arms around his torso. It was like I was holding him like I was hugging a tree. I couldn't let go until I had to.
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"WAKE UP YA LOSERS." I heard Lou yell. I was still wrapped to Niall, he yawned and stretched with his eyes still shut.
I looked up at him and he had his lips puckered, waiting for me to kiss him. I pecked him quickly and he opened his eyes. He smiled shaking his head.
"You always do that, I should expect it by now." His voice was still sleepy.
"Ew. Stop being mushy gushy and get your stuff in the back." Zayn said in his low accent.
I got off of him and landed on the concrete feet first. I took my bag out of the front but Niall stopped me.
"I'll get it." He smiled.
"No! It's fine I will."
"No. I will not let you strain yourself."
"Me? Strain myself? What are you on Niall? Are you sick?" I said putting my hand against his forehead.
He smiled.
"Shut up." He said playfully taking my bag from me.
We were staying in a hotel. I really didn't want to. I was too excited to see my Mom. I hadn't called her back, she doesn't even know i'm here.

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Hayran KurguA 17 year old girl Sophia is on a Teen Tour during the summer with her best friend Beatrice. On her journey she ends up meeting Niall, and international super star she didn't even know was famous.